I must confess, turning 60 feels a bit daunting to me. I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up. I must say I like it like that. I’m still venturing, trying new things, and new ideas. I don’t think I look my age, but I’m not sure it would be a bad thing. Age really only matters if you’re a fine wine r a cheese. I’m neither. I admit I imagined myself thinner, richer and having a butler by the tie I reached 60.
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Goodbyes suck. I’ve never had one that was much fun. Unless, of course, you count the dates I’ve been on where I wanted to stick a red hot poker in my eye just to end it early. Those were excellent goodbyes. I think goodbyes are there to teach us stuff. I will belligerently share with […]